you could be happy and i won't know
but you weren't happy the day i watched you go
and all the things that i wished i had not said
are played on loops 'til it's madness in my head
is it too late to remind you how we were?
but not our last days of silence
most of what i remember makes me sure
i should've stopped you from walking out that door
you could be happy, i hope you are...
you made me happier than i'd been by far
somehow everything i own smells of you
and for the tiniest moment
it's all not true